Chapter 3

Seeing Louis finally come downstairs, Paige jumped up to greet him. But to her shock, Louis didn't even look her way and headed straight out the door.

Just as Paige was about to call out to him, the guy who took her token earlier stopped her, looking a bit awkward. "Miss, Mr. Carnegie has an urgent matter. He can't see you today. Can you come back another time?"

Paige took back her token, feeling a bit confused, and couldn't help but glance at Louis's retreating figure. Seeing he couldn't spare even a few minutes for her, she left reluctantly.

By the time Raymond found out the incident involving his father, Bradley, the elder man had already been discharged from the hospital.

Facing his father, Raymond, who was sitting in a wheelchair, maintained a stoic expression. However, his demeanor softened slightly as he said helplessly, "Why do you keep setting me up on blind dates?"

Bradley sighed, ready to speak, but Raymond continued, "All I did was skip a blind date, and you got so mad you ended up in the hospital. That was really dangerous."

Bradley touched his nearly white hair, looking sorrowful. "I'm getting old, Raymond, and I just want a peace of mind. I want to see you get married, have someone to care for you, and maybe even have a kid. That way, you'll have someone to rely on later in life... and I can hold a grandchild before it's too late."

Hearing this, Raymond finally smiled, though it was cold and a bit mocking. "Don't you already have a grandchild? He today really..."

Bradley looked at Raymond, who felt too embarrassed to continue.

Seeing this, Charles quickly recounted the events at Windrain Tower that afternoon.

Bradley fumed. "Get Louis over here. I'll deal with him today!"

Raymond wheeled himself closer, patting Bradley's back, and calmly said, "Dad, you need to stay calm. Getting worked up like this isn't good for your health."

Bradley looked at him, feeling a bit sad. "I should tell him about what happened back then, so he knows his limits."

Raymond didn't agree. "There's nothing to say."

Bradley knew he shouldn't interfere, so he dropped the topic and continued to urge Raymond, "I'll listen to you, but you need to settle down soon. I'm not sure how many days I have left, give me something to hope for, okay?"

At the mention of settling down, Raymond's mind immediately conjured up a figure. Her charming voice echoed in his ears, her tight, soft body giving him a pleasure he couldn't forget. What stood out the most was that stunningly beautiful face, which made his heart ache with tenderness when she cried.

Raymond lowered his head, hiding his unusual thoughts. 'How could I think of that woman? She was clearly sent by Louis to manipulate me, yet I am considering spending my life with her?'

Shaking off these thoughts, Raymond replied, "I'm not in a hurry."

Bradley laughed in exasperation. "Of course you're not in a hurry. You always brush me off! But this time, you must bring a girlfriend home!"

Raymond rolled his wheelchair back a bit. "Are you really going to make things difficult for me over some woman? Those so-called high-society ladies only care about limited-edition fashion or top-tier jewelry. I might as well buy a fancy vase."

Bradley was momentarily speechless. Given the Carnegie family's status, finding a good girl who wasn't after their money was nearly impossible; it was really making things difficult for him!

As Bradley fumed, a sudden idea struck him, and he smiled triumphantly, pointing at Raymond. "I happen to know a girl who meets your requirements."

Raymond asked, "What requirements did I mention?" He thought those were just basic standards.

Ignoring Raymond's question, Bradley continued, "That girl is gentle and kind, and she's in a profession where she heals and saves lives. Marrying her would mean you'd be well taken care of."

Bradley recalled the girl in the white dress, calm and composed while saving lives, thinking she couldn't be someone who chased after superficial things.

Raymond asked, "Are you serious?"

He couldn't help but think, 'What is he so excited about? What girl? Could she be some kind of fraud?'

While Raymond was still worried, Bradley had already made up his mind. He immediately had someone look up Paige's contact information. Since Paige had called for an ambulance earlier, finding her number with Bradley's resources wasn't difficult.

The next day, Bradley went to see Paige directly. After a brief conversation to understand her situation, he was even more satisfied and asked bluntly, "Paige, do you want a husband?"